I'm lost in my own mind. My sanity is probably shipwrecked between the waves of imagination and the rocky formations of logic, but I haven't yet discovered the devestation since it is only the beginning of a raging tempest in my mind.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

The three amigos

In the past three days I have had some individuals contact me whom I have either lost contact over a long period of time or have had very little conversation with recently. Three of these people are part of a category of friends I like to jokingly refer to as the Lost Beaus, or secretly refer to as my old personal trainers. If you know what I mean. Memories I cannot forget have been invading my sleepless nights. I suppose there must just be something in the air. I can't see why I would be receiving contact like this all of a sudden and from them specifically. I have many lost friends that could have contacted me, but no. I guess its just that time of year when people get cabin fever and a little atwitter as well. Its that time of year to send Karina that love letter you've been dying to get off your chest.So I'm making a call for papers. To all of you, everyone: its time to send Karina love letters! Secret admirer notes are acceptable as well. Also, send chocolates and flowers. Make sure to attach your fantasies list and a detailed explanation as to why you couldn't resist any longer the need to contact me and express your desires.
How should my response go? My brain, my heart, and my lady boner are all screaming different answers. Brain says, no ignore it and keep your life simple and uncomplicated I'm tired of thinking things through for you I do enough work at school. Heart says, you should stay open to all possibilities and keep communication open and flowing with everyone, even that magnificent boyfriend of yours. Lady Boner--well, she's not using intelligible language, its more of a gruesome whole-body interpretation of what she wants to do.